The sky was gloomy, and a little drizzle started to fall, shrouding everything in Alto in a gauze-like rain and mist, as if even nature had fallen into sadness and couldn't help crying.
The black hearse pulled by four bulls moved forward smoothly. More and more citizens braved the hazy drizzle and stood on both sides of the street, watching them pass by with a touch of sadness.
Only a few days had passed since that crazy concert that almost caused a commotion in the city. The melody seemed to still echo in the hearts of everyone who listened to the music. Therefore, after learning the news of Lucien Evans's death, he has not forgotten it.
They were so moved and shocked that they couldn't control their emotions, and they felt sad.
For the spirit of never giving up that Lucien Evans told them, and for the precious and pure joy he brought, they poured into the streets one after another for the pride of Alto, the talented musician Lucien Evans.
Evans sees him off.
Drops of drizzle hit their faces, making them moist, which seemed to be mixed with tears, adding to the mournful atmosphere.
If the time had been a week later, if it had not been in Alto, it might have been difficult to see such a spectacular scene. The streets we passed seemed to be crowded with people from the entire city.
After watching the hearse go away, some people who were full of emotions or had crazy admiration for Lucien Evans rushed into the street, soaked in the rain, and joined the guarding team.
As people wearing black coats and trembling with grief spontaneously followed from different streets, the team grew stronger and stronger.
When the hearse drove into the aristocratic area, most of the nobles who had been invited to attend the funeral of Lucien Evans were dumbfounded, because they saw a mass of black heads on the left and right sides of the hearse and behind it, and the endless, innumerable "protectors"
"Spirit Man" slowly surges forward like a black tide with a touch of sadness and pain.
Perhaps except for the Municipal Square where Aalto's concert was held, they had never seen so many people gathered together for the same purpose, so these nobles seemed to have an illusion that they were thousands of ordinary people.
After being connected together, a terrifying force exploded, seemingly unstoppable and capable of swallowing up everything in its path.
"I didn't expect Lucien Evans to be so popular and admired." The knight-level noble seemed much calmer in such a scene, secretly sighing, "If only so many people could send my soul and protect my soul during my funeral.
, that is really the greatest honor besides the arrival of the true god and the support of the spirit by the lord. Even if you die, you will not have any regrets."
When the hearse passed by, the nobles also joined the team to protect the soul. This is a part of the funeral of the Cult of Truth. Those who will participate in the final funeral ceremony must escort the hearse through the last journey, not because they admire it too much or love it too much.
Lucien Evans and his music are willing to lower themselves to protect the souls of ordinary people.
Cardinal Gosser in front of the golden cathedral looked at the spectacular and terrifying guarding team, his face changed slightly, he subconsciously drew a cross on his chest, and whispered: "Only the truth will last forever!"
When the coffin entered the golden cathedral, ordinary people in the guard team who had not been invited were reluctant to leave for a long time. They were surrounded by the misty drizzle and prayed and blessed the coffin.
This gave the bishops and priests an indescribable feeling, as if a saint was about to be buried inside.
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In the auditorium, the coffin was placed under the cross, symbolizing that he was a devout believer.
When the mourning stopped, Cardinal Gosser held up a milky-white holy cross and solemnly said: "Lord, merciful and merciful Lord, today we are here to pray for Brother Lucien Evans. He has completed his journey in the world and has been blessed.
You take it. We are convinced that all those who believe in you, accept you, believe in you, revere you, and follow your path will receive your salvation and rest in peace on the mountain of heaven."
The nobles, musicians, musicians, etc. who filled the auditorium closed their eyes and followed the prayer.
"He is a pure, pious, and noble man. His music, like your teachings, has brought strength and joy to the world. May he continue to offer you beautiful hymns in your country..."
After praying, Gossip looked at Natasha, Joel, Alisa, John, Victor and others kindly, then looked around the hall, and said in a calm tone: "The Lord taught us that death is like night, but after the night, there is light.
It is bound to come. Death is not something to be afraid of, because our brothers and sisters who have passed away will all ascend to the mountain of heaven and be in the same kingdom with us. We can still communicate with each other and pray for each other."
After the blessings and prayers came the remembrances of relatives and friends. Joel, Alisa, John and Victor came to the front to speak, recounting every detail of Lucien Evans's life. Some of them burst into tears, and some were sad and restrained.
, some abide by the Lord’s teachings to comfort others, allowing them to restore their inner strength and run better towards the future.
When the memorial came to an end, Natasha walked next to Cardinal Gosser.
She was wearing a long black conservative dress, with her long hair pulled up in black veil. She recalled some happy things she had with Lucien Evans with a slightly sentimental expression. Finally, she gradually calmed down and said: "He once told me
He said that if one day he passes away without making a will, then the 'Brons' manor in his name will be donated and handed over to the Musicians Association for safekeeping."
At this point, Othello and other musicians nodded slightly. Lucien Evans was indeed a person who purely loved music and was able to donate most of his property, the manor, to the association.
Natasha continued: "He wanted to use all the proceeds from the estate to establish a prize and a competition. The prize is to recognize the best musical work on the continent within three years, and it will be selected by all official members of the Aalto Musicians Association. Competition
The continent-wide piano competition, which is also held every three years, is used to promote the development of the new instrument, the piano, and to inspire more people who love piano to truly embark on the path of music."
Brons Manor was selected by Natasha and given to Lucien. It is worth several thousand gold thalers and has a good income. The annuity is about one hundred gold thalers, which is equivalent to the annual income of a famous musician.
The total income in the three years added up to 300 gold thalers. For many impoverished musicians or piano lovers who have just embarked on the road of music, even if it is only half, it is a very, very generous bonus.
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"Mr. Lucien Evans has a heart of gold. He is always concerned about the development of music and those who are new to music." Othello stood up and thanked the donation on behalf of the Musicians Association. "I propose that the award be given to
The competitions were named the 'Evans Music Prize' and the 'Evans Continental Piano Competition' respectively. At the same time, the Aalto Musicians Association decided to erect stone statues for every master who has made outstanding contributions to the development of music or composed immortal classics."
"They will be built on the top of Cassia Mountain next to the Belem River, so that everyone who comes to Alto and every child playing can see them and know the shining names."
Christopher, Victor and others nodded: "I have no objection."
The neat but not enthusiastic applause was very suitable for the funeral atmosphere, reflecting the noble character and love of music of a great musician.
At this time, Natasha added: "I will also donate the proceeds from a private estate of mine, so that the prize money of the 'Evans Music Award' and the 'Evans Continental Piano Competition' will be stabilized at 300 gold medals."
Thaler.”
"Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness, Princess." Regarding Natasha's request, Othello did not object because the prize money for the competition was the same as the prize money for the music award, because the three hundred golden talers must be scored as first, second and third prizes, otherwise he would be fine.
It no longer has the effect of motivating and inspiring those who come after.
Joel, Alisa, John and others did not have any objection to Natasha's unauthorized disposal of the "Brons" manor. They believed that Her Royal Highness the Princess would not forge her will because of a manor, and this manor was given to Lucy by Natasha.
OK.
Only Cardinal Gothel frowned slightly: "'Evans Music Award'? This format is very similar to the Evil Wizard's 'Holm Crown Award' and 'Immortal Throne Award'. It seems that Lucien is a princess."
I got inspiration from His Highness or the professor."
However, in such an occasion, it was impossible for him to object, and an award in the music field was nothing worthy of attention.
With the establishment of the "Evans Music Award" and the "Evans Continental Piano Competition", the memorial session of the funeral was completed. People attending the funeral sang hymns and blessing poems in unison under the leadership of the choir, which changed the atmosphere of the entire funeral.
Become sacred and solemn.
When all the procedures were over, Cardinal Brother poured holy water on the coffin to cleanse all the ugliness and crimes brought in the world.
The coffin was lifted up again and headed to the cemetery near the golden cathedral. Natasha, Joel, John, Alisa, Victor, Phyllis and other Lucien's relatives and good friends followed. Other nobles,
The musicians left the Golden Cathedral and went home.
As soon as they stepped out of the church, the nobles were shocked by the crowd still lingering around. There were actually so many people waiting?
Seeing the nobles coming out, people waiting for the last part of the funeral rushed to the nearby noble cemetery, and saw the black coffin being put into the grave through the iron railings.
The rain had subsided slightly at this time, and a few rays of sunshine broke through the clouds. As the church guards filled the grave with soil, the sadness and sorrow filled the air again.
The yellow-brown soil submerged the coffin little by little, as if to cut off the last connection between the dead and the living. Alisa, Phyllis, Alina and others burst into tears and cried uncontrollably. Joel, John
, Victor, Natasha and others also closed their eyes, feeling sad and solemn.
People who saw this scene couldn't bear the depressing farewell atmosphere, so they all closed their eyes, and some even started crying.
Suddenly, a girl's hoarse and choked voice sounded softly:
"The angel of joy is holy and beautiful, and his brilliant light shines on the earth."...
The joyful and solemn song seems very incompatible with the serious and mournful funeral, but the spirit it contains is so consistent. Lucien Evans kept shouting just to tell everyone not to give up in the face of suffering, and still
Be persistent and run towards light and joy.
As a result, people gradually became infected, and more and more people sang along:
“On this beautiful earth, all living beings are happy together.”…
The song became louder and louder, reaching into the cemetery. Phyllis and Elena cried even more sadly after hearing it, but Natasha sang along, leading them to use this song to soothe their hearts and encourage them. Living life.
“All people, whether high or low, are blessed by divine grace.”…
They cried and choked while singing this song to bid farewell to Lucien.
"The happy angel is holy and beautiful, shining brightly on the earth..."
The song, with a touch of sadness and hope, mixed with peace of mind and tears, sounded repeatedly and refused to stop.
During the singing, the burial was completed and the tombstone was erected, with a brief epitaph written by Natasha on it:
"Here is buried an angel of music."
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In the dead of night, inside the noble villa.
John sat on the sofa with his family, unable to sleep for a long time. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)